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Ar Bhás Mhunir Niazi

Níl éinne anois a ghlaofaidh ar ais ar na gaotha ar fán
Níl éinne a déarfaidh cad tá ag an tráthnóna á rá:
Tionlacan garg le bailc í scairt an mhuezzin

Cé a chanfaidh feasta dúinn tost glórach na bhfothrach, titim ghasta na n-úll
Cé a sheasfaidh leis féin i mbaile bocht tréigthe is é ag feitheamh go ciúin
Le héirí na gealaí? Véarsa ag dul fé ar fhíor na spéire is ea do chroíse

Síolta sceite na pomagránaite, líonmhar dearg, é do bhás
Stoirm chantalach, treascairt, clagarnach, callán,
Folt á stróiceadh, béilteach thine ag dul as; fáiscim searbhshíolta fé m'fhiacla

poem by Gabriel Rosenstock from Rogha Rosenstock (1994)Report problemRelated quotes
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